The mind is smaller than the eye.
The word is the making of the world
The house was quiet and the world was calm. The reader became the book.
The poet is the priest of the invisible.
A pear should come to the table popped with juice, Ripened in warmth and served in warmth. On terms Like these, autumn beguiles the fatalist.
They said, 'You have a blue guitar, / You do not play things as they are.' / The man replied, 'Things as they are / Are changed upon the blue guitar.'